South Tree * TWD

13. No More

They limbed through the wood for what felt like forever. Lillian was lagging behind, her hands straight down at her side as her feet dragged. She nearly tripped a couple of times but she didn't. She wanted to ask every five seconds if they were almost there. She was hungry and tired and she could still feel the blood drip from her lip. That definitely wasn't good.

They had finally reached an opening when Lillian felt like she was about to collapse. She took a second to lean against a tree, breathing heavy.

"Is that Daryl?" A familiar voice rang. Lillian looked up to see Glenn, T-dog, Shane, and Rick all standing in front of Daryl. Rick had a gun pointed at him.

"That's the third time you've pointed that thing at my head. You gonna pull the trigger or what?" Daryl spoke, causing Rick to lower his gun.

"Where's Lillian?" Rick asked, but before he could answer a gun shot rang and Daryl was suddenly on the ground. Lillian stood in shock, she quickly walked over to Daryl, as fast as she could. Which wasn't very fast.

"No!" Rick screamed. "No! No!"

"Daryl!" Lillian called out as she walked even faster. She watched him move his arm up to touch his wound but he was restrained by Shane and Rick right in-front of him.

"Lillian." Glenn called out, walking quickly towards her.

"Daryl-" She tried, pointing towards him but Glenn grabbed her hand and tried to look her in the eye.

"He's gonna be okay. We have to get you to Hershel." Glenn took the girl's hand and began to drag her along.

"I can't." Lillian breathed out. She didn't have much control over her limps, they were shaky and she was basically just dragging her feet. "Glenn." She spoke louder, getting Glenn's attention. Glenn looked at her with soft eyes, trying to debate on what to do. He swiftly scooped her up in his arms, holding her to his chest with his left arm holding her back and the right underneath her legs.

"Oh my god! Oh my god, is he dead?" Lillian heard Andrea scream come closer. She didn't look to see though, her eyes felt even more heavy, as her head rested on Glenn's chest.

"Unconscious. You just grazed him." Rick told Andrea.

"But look at them. What the hell happened? He's wearing ears." Glenn pointed out. Lillian was also curious as to why the man had been wearing ears but he had also been talking to himself so she supposed they might go hand in hand.

"Let's keep that to ourselves." Rick spoke.

"Is she okay?" Lillian heard Dale speak.

"She will be." Rick spoke confidently.

"Guys, isn't this Sophia's? T-dog spoke up from what sounded like behind them. Oh yeah, Sophia's doll.

They had finally made it back to the house and Lillian successfully stayed awake the entire time. They had taken Daryl straight into a room to see Hershel, but they didn't have another room for Lillian. Glenn sat her down on a chair that was at the dinning table.

"What happened to you?" Maggie spoke sympathetically to the girl as she brought her a paper towel. Maggie kneeled down in front of the girl, dabbing the paper towel on her mouth. "You didn't just split open your lip, but also part of your chin." Maggie sighed. "You're gonna need stitched for it." Lillian didn't care though. What she did care about was making sure Daryl was okay.

"Can I see Daryl?" Lillian spoke, her voice raspy and tired.

"Let's get you fixed up first, then I'll take you to him. Okay?" Maggie proposed. Lillian nodded.